#surprises
It started again
The Voice
Angry
Insistent
Demanding a response
I didn't have one to give
I curled into a ball on my bed
Willing my body to shrink
My mind to shut down
I needed to be invisible so
Maybe
The Voice
Would forget about me
But it didn't
I could hear it coming
Closer
Room to room
Looking for me
The door to my bedroom swung open
But I couldn't look
I squeezed my eyes tightly shut
I didn't want to see the monster,
I was afraid of what
The Voice
Would say next
Now that it had found me
But there was no sound
Except that of raspy breathing
I lay frozen for hours
Waiting for movement that didn't come
As echoes of words
Silently stumbled past my ears
They disappeared
One-by-one
Appearing next as drops
Rolling down
My cheeks
I reached up
To brush them away
Reaffirming my resolve to avoid
The Voice
At all costs
But this was different
Breathing couldn't hurt me...
Could it?
I blinked and pupils constricted
At the sudden addition of light
To my world
I scanned the room to find
The Voice
Not knowing what it would look like
Just that I was about to see a monster
I started to get up off the bed
When I felt a
tap
tap
On my shoulder
Trying not to scream, I
Slowly
Turned to face
The monster I had nightmares about
And found myself staring
Directly into my own
Terrified
Green eyes
And that's when I knew
This loud
Furious
Voice
That yelled at me and told me I wasn't good enough,
I would never be loved for myself,
I had nothing to offer,
Was mine
I'd been running from myself all this time
I hadn't wanted to see a monster
But here I was
Maybe it was time to lose
This monster's
Voice
And find my own
Feb 27
Feb 27, 2026 at 7:57 PM UTC
My boyfriend’s a physicist - he finds the universe interesting.
Imagine yourself in Paris, where ordinary evenings can feel cinematic. Maybe it’s the staging of the luminous moon, the warm, flattering glow of gas streetlights, the low architecture that accents the sky - or the wine but there’s a collusion that meshes with the city’s origin myth of romance.
Anyway, you’re dressed to the nines, wearing later-surprise underwear and he’s talking about ‘neural convolutional networks (AI).’
They recognize and filter nebular contamination (whatever THAT is).
Who knew?
You could fill a library with what I don’t know - apparently.
He’s so cute with his smartyness.
Don’t worry, this isn’t a tale of tragic passion.
A little expressive affection will bring him into my ***** orbit.
.
.
Songs for this:
I Can't Help Loving That Man by Björk
Inside and Out by *****
Jan 14
Jan 14, 2026 at 11:01 AM UTC
With each new step comes a fresh white pang.
A flash in the pan is a flash nonetheless.
Like a pulsar, it's quickly gone but lurking in the dark only to return in a decade.
Twenty-eight, twenty-nine, no, thirty lashes with the cat-o-nine, and in a decade, ten more.
Kept uneven, unpredictable--at odd numbers. All just to keep one on one's toes and back on one's knees.
Jun 21, 2025
Jun 21, 2025 at 7:25 AM UTC
Unexpected things
never startle me, I just --
respond too slowly.
Dec 13, 2022
Dec 13, 2022 at 2:25 AM UTC
miraculously
surprises come
otherwise
you'll experience
dullness
you have gloom and glow
the tides have the ebb and flow
lives have joys and sorrows
what,when,where and how-
you never know!
Jul 4, 2022
Jul 4, 2022 at 11:17 AM UTC
I keep it closed and locked,
In an imaginary, leather binding,
With its many pages compressed,
So that memories far apart
Are easier to retrieve,
Like scooping pearls
and shells on the sand.
There are stories of great adventure,
Tiny incidents like crystals
Shivering in the sun.
Lovers I knew in ancient times
Sleep among the pages
But come to life as I read,
My eyes caressing them as
My hands once did their skin.
Colors of eyes and hair remembered
Leap to paint the air around me:
Yellow sunlight and bodies moving,
Both electric and languid
In tangled sheets or long grass
After passion passed.
Some flashed like fireworks,
But others burned long and slow,
Not ready to love, nor to let go.
Smiles across a playing field,
Surprise midnight visits on holidays,
Costumed for Halloween with tiny stars
That shimmered on the stairs next morning,
Or inebriate feasts on the Fourth of July,
Tanned in the water and soothed at night.
There are short liaisons with friends
And long affairs, living with lovers,
Imagining it lasting forever
And battling the serious and inane.
Thinking everything will say the same.
And underlining all these times
Is the solidity of just one true love.
Finished November 14, 2021
Nov 16, 2021
Nov 16, 2021 at 10:06 AM UTC
Thank you for the first touch of sun.
Begging me to start the run.
Little did you know I'm done.
I'll miss your daily mist,
Behind the shadowy fist.
Always before the twist.
Lover did you know?
Of the glow,
Before that blow?
It's a secret I share,
With all who can bare.
It's kind of a dare.
To see what it could be.
The dangerous tea,
Or the softest pea.
I'll see you again, in the morning.
I promise even if it is pouring.
I'd rather not be boring.
Jul 5, 2021
Jul 5, 2021 at 1:58 PM UTC
Gray sky, tell me why
This chains of mine have broke
The mirror of reality
Hurt my soul with thorns
Moon soul
Enlight my way
To not fall
To not give up
I promise
There'll be no more surprises
Im getting down
So show me
Prove me
There is more than fate
Feb 27, 2021
Feb 27, 2021 at 6:30 PM UTC
Svart och vit
Dag och natt
Sovande och vaken
Lekande och stridande
Skadad och obruten
Frisk och sjuk
Död och liv
Bollen är rund
Allt kan hända
Vänta en stund
Det kommer en låda
Som är för närvarande tom
Men som du ska fylla.
Feb 26, 2020
Feb 26, 2020 at 5:05 AM UTC
Lavishing things aren't that great,
The small simple things matter,
It doesn't take much to make a person smile,
Small little surprises does the trick.
May 27, 2019
May 27, 2019 at 11:25 AM UTC
IT rained ruinously down the streets went the
raging day's temperament
The dog's barking and snapping at the droplets
of regretful tears that grew into monstrously
huge violence
A hailed cab stood no chance and a failed
businessman took his clothes off and dove
headfirst into the gutter of despair
The young mother with her stroller hoisted
her sails and allowed squally wind to
pacify the cute cuddly cherub
\no other thing existed. The world
was all empty pending the eleven o'clock
news./
Unpredictable -- as is nature.
:: 09-29-2018 ::
Oct 1, 2018
Oct 1, 2018 at 10:22 PM UTC
I really think if you told your mom
You would be surprised
I hope the surprise is that she’s there for you
And that she finds the right words
Because she’s your mom
And if the surprise is hurtful
Remember the words you told me once
She may be grieving
Not because she is disappointed
But because she didn’t know
Because she doesn’t really know what it all means
Because she couldn’t find the right words at the right time
But more importantly,
Because she was the last to know
Mothers don’t like to be the last to know
We were once the first to see everything
Then we were demoted
Yet we saw more then we got credit for
Now that our children are grown and gone
It’s different
We rely on tidbits, small talk, holiday visits, sibling rumors
Mothers are often the last to know
But no matter what
And no matter how we react
When we are finally told
Or if we are never told
Every secret
Every heartbreak
Every silly encounter
A mother’s love is so strong
Our love is forever
I really think if you told your mom
You would be surprised
Sep 15, 2018
Sep 15, 2018 at 11:08 AM UTC
To you
I was never really fond of surprises
Then you came
The day I met you
I was glad to have found someone I get along with
That wasn’t the surprise
The surprise was when you first cheered my name
And how I wanted you to cheer me all the way
I wasn’t surprised when you walked me home
What surprised me was when I didn’t feel home when you walked away
So for many weeks or months
My heart jumps because of the surprise of you in everyday
So for many weeks or months
I wasn’t sure
And that’s not knew
I think I was never really certain of anything
Wait
I was never really certain of anything until there was you
And it’s funny how one I’m very sure of
Still surprises me
Like the night you tucked my hair behind my ear
Underneath the streetlamp
No brighter than you who have given light
In the past few months of chaos
Your eyes shined like they wanted to stay
It wasn’t surprising when you asked me if I like you, the next day
But I was surprised because, “I like you,” was all you wanted to say
The first time you said you love me
I wish I’ve said it before you did
I was pretty sure I’ve felt that way a long time ago
And it has been a while since those times
I couldn’t say it was a surprise when we ended
Neither was the fact that I didn’t want it too
It was amazing
How I waited for shooting stars and 11:11s
How I wanted to go back in time and make things better
How I tried to tell you and show you
That some things didn’t change
I still love you
I still love you
I couldn’t say it was a surprise when I stopped hearing that
But I was sure of what a surprise it is when you came back
You showed me what love is
In colors
Wrapped in silver and gold
When you looked at me
I saw what those stories told
In winks and glances
I am not letting go of any more chances
It was not a surprise that my heart still beats the same track
And I will replay over and over
That time you told me, “You’re not alone anymore,”
What a surprise that was right after all this time
When you hugged me
You picked up the pieces I thought were lost forever
You
Yes, you
I am not really fond of surprises
But you were the best yet.
Jul 15, 2018
Jul 15, 2018 at 1:02 PM UTC
Look, there goes a dog with almost his whole body
out the driver's side window
and I'm still trying to erase these mental images
from my mind
the guy in the green t'shirt
who was pulling his underwear
out of his crack earlier
And the plus size woman who's dress
blew all the way up
at CVS
Woa! Windy day surprises aren't for
the faint of heart
May 2, 2018
May 2, 2018 at 5:22 PM UTC
It goes beyond
the voices in your head
to tap
into the
beats of your heart
reshuffling
your
plan
Mar 29, 2018
Mar 29, 2018 at 4:47 AM UTC
City life surprises
every second
every day
alarms alarming,
lights flashing,
and sirens startling,
and sometimes
a Smile
A genuine smile
makes city life
surprises complete
Feb 18, 2018
Feb 18, 2018 at 1:01 PM UTC
Making the most out of it.
Everyday finding new things
An adventure of old and new tales.
Never a dull moment.
Indulging in experiences.
Nabbing every delight you can get.
Getting ready every night for tomorrow.
Loving everyone and everything.
Exciting to the core.
Surprising us with new challenges.
Seeking our selves over time.
Oct 28, 2017
Oct 28, 2017 at 3:30 AM UTC
It is crazy to think about...
things
that will never happen again.
When I sit down to contemplate,
there are so many surprises
inside of me;
it startles me,
but then later on,
on the outside,
I am never surprised,
while others sit in wonder,
because they never took the time
to think
about things.
Feb 21, 2017
Feb 21, 2017 at 9:58 AM UTC
A thing of past is a thing of past,
from where it came,
to where it belongs.
A thing of past is a thing of past,
will remain in past.
A thing of past is a thing of past,
will find it’s place from where it all started,
which is the past.
Over a period of time things change,
past becomes a thing of past,
then a thing of remote past,
when realized in the present,
then it comes to mind,
What now?
What next?
What if?
Over a period of time things change,
what was thought before was something else,
something totally different.
As of now in the present what is going on in mind is something else,
something totally different.
Over a period of time things change,
since now at the present moment in time in the present everything seems to be on hold with regards to the future.
Strange are the ways of life
Strange seems life, but then that’s life and life continues along with the present moment in time
Each moment matters
Every moment counts
Each moment has got the potential to make a difference in life with regards to the future.
Surprises and disappointments are part of life and will continue to remain in life as long as life remains.
Surprises and disappointments are part of life,
like dreams and desire,
which continue to play a hide-n-seek,
every now and then,
as and when they get the next available opportunity.
So that’s life and life has got everything in it with regards to what you know,
however,
don’t get surprised if something else happens in life in the present with regards to what you have got in life because that’s life and surprises,
they are part of life.
So say hello to your life with a smile on your face and with no hidden intention at the back of mind.
Time now to smile upon yourself, since the face you are looking in the mirror is none other than your own self.
Smile please!
Nov 26, 2016
Nov 26, 2016 at 11:38 AM UTC
Temptress
Enchanted glower of a
stare.
Following an insist
contempt of your content &
less of tests go on to say
morning bells strain on in vain.
Why do you come here
broken bird
blue-sulken, half-hearted
aviator of the dew?
How long must he endure
you?
Swayed from the winds of your brothers &
sisters;
Betrayed none other than by your uncles &
from where they keep
theirs.
Give haste to weeping
Give thanks to conceiving these
wings.
Justified to veer south is
****** not thee
be !
What **
Hold tight!
Pass on the **** light
Cross vex into his sight
Tonight.
For man almost twenty-six
spoke long of the 27 tears :
of the unknown, complex
passionate, loving years
He was waiting
And always
was relaying
this to his
own little
20 Class A
Robin~
May 29, 2016
May 29, 2016 at 10:18 AM UTC
I was looking straight to the door when you suddenly entered and then stared at me.
I noticed how surprised you were, I can see it in your eyes.
You smiled at me, I noticed how your lips moved.
For a minute or two, my heart beats so fast but the people around us were moving so slow.
I was about to smile back but by the aroma of the coffee inside the shop, I suddenly woke up and then you disappeared.
Maybe one day, we will meet at the coffee shop again somewhere and the timing will be right.
May 4, 2016
May 4, 2016 at 4:52 AM UTC
a fool
came to my town
having no knowledge
of cacti
he was
greatly impressed
by a certain flower on a
cholla
before i
had a chance
to warn him, he put
his hand to the plant
and proceeded to breathe
deeply of the scent of
the bloom
"Ooouch!"
the obvious happened
i then proceeded to ask him
how it smelled
"It was the most beautiful fragrance
I have ever inhaled!" he said
So.
who was the fool?
Dec 17, 2015
Dec 17, 2015 at 9:26 PM UTC
Why won't you tell me everything's ok
That all the struggle got pushed out of my way
Why won't you tell me the truth
I do not need your lies to sooth
Why can't everything be the same
Who is the one I have to blame
In this everlasting change
Why does it have to be outside my range
It is so hard to accept
The truth that we cannot adept
To all the changes happening in our life
To all the incidents catching us by surprise
Won't you tell me everything is ok
for I do know it will never be that way
Nov 2, 2015
Nov 2, 2015 at 8:17 PM UTC
It was not your disposition
That had grabbed my attention
But the brownness of those eyes
That latched on me by surprise.
I remember that day you wore
Everything that I’d normally abhor
Your horrid purple lines
And framed empty glass
That first unhinged my prejudice
Before it came to pass.
You had that unconventional sense
Of an unassuming confidence
I found it in the bounce of your walk,
And in the quirky lightness of talk.
I’ve built my walls in open spaces
I’ve seen hostility in friendly faces
Now time is but a futile element
Of shattered pieces of sediment.
You have stiffened me beyond
The normalcy to respond
That came with many years of running
From any semblance of this feeling.
Now I’m left without knowing what to do
With the unbearable lightness of you
That relieves me of many years gone heavy
And leads me to a space for two.
Aug 10, 2015
Aug 10, 2015 at 11:34 AM UTC
When night descends
Darkened corners hearken
The soft pleas of soul
Waiting for some light
And explore every line
Sometimes crossing over
To forbidden territory
Opening the gates
To the earnest traveler
So many surprises wait
It’s a dream destination
When souls awaken
To the euphoric celebration
When night descends
May 17, 2015
May 17, 2015 at 11:26 PM UTC